I have kept a lot quiet in my personal life about some struggles. My circle of trust is small. Once you are in that circle, it is very hard to be removed from it. It is not impossible, but it is difficult. Those precious friends were there for me recently. After weeks of holding some very hard things inside and trying to do it all on my own, I finally turned to them and said...this is my life. It feels overwhelming and I don't know if I can do this. They were there for me in ways I cannot explain and I went from survival to life again.
When things get hard it is usually not because of one thing. It is because we have so many things happening at once and we are overwhelmed.
When I was a little boy I used to love a show called The Bozo Show. Occasionally they would have this guest who would spin plates on poles. He would have several poles and he would be spinning plates on them for as long as he could. Often plates would fall and break and he would pop another one up and keep going.
Life feels that way sometimes and we have an audience of people watching us sweat through this impossible task called life and every plate that falls feels like a failure. While focusing on one plate we are looking at all the others waiting to see which one will wobble and fall to pieces from lack of attention. The fear of failure is as distressing as the moment when a plate falls.
What if there was a friend to catch plates? What is people gave us accolade for doing all that we have done so well? What if we spun less plates and realized that life goes on even if one falls?
All of us are out there doing the very same thing. We are spinning all these plates in an impossible task, but we are surviving. When we are working together we do not restrict freedom, we discover it and we thrive and live....together.
Plates will drop. We will make mistakes. We will do our best. We will not do our best. We are all doing this same thing. It is up to us if we do it alone or together.
We survive alone and we live together.